Stars dancin' before my eyes
Rubbin' my head
Tryin' to shake it off
Unsure of what hit me
Unsure of what I did
Realizin' now that its not hurtin
Puzzled, I look around
Stars still dancin' before my eyes
Lookin' here
Lookin' there
Lookin' up at the sky
Knowin' now that you pierced me
Turnin' around, lookin at my butt
Cupid's little arrow planted firmly
Now its stuck
Grinnin', I walk on
Not wantin' this arrow unplucked
Skippin' along happily
Thinkin' of you daily
Keepin' you in my heart
Is just a start
Wantin' to spend my life with you
To you I shall be true

Just gotta love the arrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(((Smiles)))) D :)

A cute one you Evil Goth Girl. Thanks Poet.

*smiling*

Haha! you have an arrow in your butt! it's good!lol

you sure it's not a splinter you found in th old barn???

Archery is truly a competitive sport. The question is who is the wielder
of the bow? The archer surely hit his mark
:)
G

pick me.. pick me!!! I know who the wielder is!!! :o)

Simply Marvelicious Gurl!! :o)